I don't have a waist: I'm a breadbox on top of legs.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I haven't got a waist. I've just got a sort of place, a bit like an unmarked level crossing.
The waist is a terrible thing to mind.
I've never really had a waist. Even when I was at my slimmest, my silhouette was very straight up, straight down. But I have learnt how to give myself a bit of waist by optical illusion. For this, bring on the belts.
I've got a waistline to develop.
I'm a die-hard lover of high-waisted skirts with crop tops.
I've got a 27-inch waist. Before, I was stupid smaller. Finding clothes in the South was impossible.
I like simple things. Elastic waists, so I can eat.
I would rather impress you with my storytelling than with the size of my waist and my hips.
And whatever my weight, I've always been skinny from the waist up.
I naturally have a really small waist.